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Rigamarole
8
Underground Rap
Rigamarole was released on October 23, 2025 by Gryndfest Music Group as a part of the album Rigamarole - Single
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Release DateOctober 23, 2025
LabelGryndfest Music Group
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM76

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
A.P Da Overlord
A.P Da Overlord
Performer
BhramaBull
BhramaBull
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Almen Jones
Almen Jones
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
BhramaBull
BhramaBull
Producer

Lyrics

We speak in code mostly, it's the same old rigmarole
 Come read the totem pole for the story
 A war on information, P, give it to you free of charge
 Prison like Alex Jones on the boulevard
 It's like they'll tear you down before you start
 In the jungle it's predators and they lurking in the dark
 Before the devil corrupted us with material
 We all had value and stood on morals and principles
 They take advantage of everything that they give to you
 And **** counting all of the favors they ever did for you
 My mother prayed for me, she know I'm on the edge, black
 She don't want me running in your crib with the big yak
 Backhand to the whole game, it's the warlord
 Overlord, A.P. Lee, you block war, Tone
 Jogging out of my flame from the day we're born
 Used to sling crack cocaine all night long
 I remember back in the days, Tone gave me clothes
 Glass gave me sneakers, I got them all when the guard get on
 When I rhyme, it's like watching Allen, I perform
 P, take it back, mop, bring it in the jail dorm
 War, ****, ****
 P, take it back, mop, bring it in the jail dorm
 ****, ****, ****
 You believe that?
 I ain't gonna front, my pants got cold just now
 Straight up and down, it's like when I go to write this shit, it's like
 We still search for the light
 And though it be bright, we get lost
 All travelers on the road that was set for us
 We bear cross, and all have one to carry
 It's a shame we do it alone, we never get married
 The future's scary, no more nuclear family
 They prop up celebrities, idolizing the Grammy
 Return of the black leader, and I don't see color
 Just a bunch of wild, dumb motherfuckers
 P, play the road late night like a trucker with the window cracked
 Holler back, peace to the brother, the Lord love us
 And I'm trying to change my attitude
 ****, don't get out of line or I'ma handle you
 Look, I be trying to walk a peaceful route
 But they trying to fuck with me till I spaz out
 So when I spaz out, everybody lay down
 And I don't wanna hear I'm wrong when the thing fly
 And I don't wanna hear I'm wrong when the thing fly
Written by: Almen Jones
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